Marbled paper

Adrift, a draft, a raft,
A stationary float,
A water color craft,
A psychedelic boat.

Lifted up

Rebuking the eleven
For yet their unbelief,
Ascending into heaven,
He left His own beneath.

His coming in the air
Reversed for all to see.
Gazing up they stared
While taken up was He.

Beside His Father there,
He functions as our priest,
Presents us reconciled,
And from the curse released.

Now from above He reigns,
The lamb upon his throne,
His footstool earth remains,
His kingdom is our home.

Each witness now is sent,
With Holy Spirit charge,
His Word we represent,
Into the world at large.

His own are spirit filled,
And lifted up as well,
Beneath we do His will,
His Word we go and tell.